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// Journey Aftermath: After The epic fight of Nightmare Moon 
// Story: starswirl the bearded's Journal of Tales 
// by KittyKatKitKat 
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 Last Moon, 31st N.M.M.R, Page 6.


...as ending of Nightmare moon has come, as we see when we come out of the cave...Celestia was the one who claimed victory against the queen and her sister...But at a cost...She had to send her sister to the moon for one thousand years...For me, it would be a fitting punishment. But Celestia thinks differently...As we travel, we find a mountain which might support the growing population...Alas, a many band of ponies went their own way to find new land, thinking that a mountain was not fitting for a pony to live...These groups would soon turn into many places, but one place that the Apple family dubbed, 'Ponyville', cought my eye, a great deal of 'Friendship' and 'hatred' resided there...As soon as we settled in the mountain, which Celestia dubbed 'Canterlot', I set on my own adventure to Ponyville...


Sun, 21st, G.M, (Great Migration) page 1.


As I look around, I see many things...one thing was sure although...It was...weird... as soon as I got into 'Ponyville', I was greeted with a warm welcome by the Apple family, who, was very 'Friendly' to me. They gave me pies and such, so I ate, "A unicorn can't live on magic alone" Celestia used to say to me, as I would work for hours...She would always find it very humorous, and give me a plate of oats to help me think...but, for anypony who reads this journal, I would like to warn any who says 'yes' to their banquette. After the fifteenth pie, I had to lay down and sleep, oh, Celestia would find it so humorous! It makes me chuckle just thinking about that to this day...Well, I went to sleep...So ending this paragraph...


New Sun, 1st, G.M, page 32.


As I gaze apon the horizon on the farm,I try to remember why i'm here. I'm here to study the Apples for 'Friendship', and my research has brought me here for another reason. Although, i'm not sure why, but there is a powerful source of magic energy out there somewhere, I just need to find it. One an unrelated note, the sun is very beautiful, just as the one who welds it. Grass is growing slowly but surely, as we harvest the vast green, which will be replaced by other greens. The birds are singing, flowers are blooming, and the wind which the Pegasi in Canterlot have given us. on days like these, ponies like us....Should really stop to smell the flowers and appropriate that we are still alive.